Ex husband Goes Money Comes

Chapter 144

If it weren’t for him, this wouldn’t be a simple thing

Viola narro wed her cold myrs slightly looking domhtful when she gazed at Orlando

she pinched his cheeks harder.

if this month was filled with food. His ridy eyebrows furrowed, and he

Orlando’s cheeks bulged because of that looked like a poot dog with bright eyee

“I will believe you this time 11 1 find cont that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison. I’ll see how long you can hold out before your subordinated get you out.”

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand in anger.

Orlando fell to the floor weakly

He was about to speak when he tasted the blood surging up his throat. He choked and coughed violently.

It was as if he was going to cough up everything he had eaten.

He wasn’t afraid of going to jail. Even if Viola threw him in, few people dared to do anything to him there. However, he didn’t want Viola to continue misunderstanding him.

“Well, if I lied to you, I would die a painful death.

Viola tilted her head and looked down at him again.

His face turned pale as he coughed with a fever. When he frowned, he looked miserable.

Perhaps it was because of the specific medicine that he seemed to suffer from a long illness.

Even Jimmy and Toby felt sympathetic when seeing his pitiful look.

But Viola was expressionless as she stared at Orlando, seeming to be thinking about something

After a while, she looked at Jimmy and Toby and said, “Who can go cook him some porridge?”

Jimmy and Toby looked at each other in confusion.

“Ms. Zumthor, I can fight for you, but I don’t know how to make porridge. I’ve never learned it before…”

Toby also said, “I don’t know either!”

Viola was at a loss for words.

She thought she might consider hiring a few bodyguards who could cook.

She looked at Orlando on the ground again and wondered if she should ask him to make it himself.

to have noticed her gaze and suddenly coughed even harder, looking quite

She pursed her lips.

to the bed. I’ll

“Yes.”

She found the ingredients in

the bed and then went downstairs

do you believe

final evidence. If it’s really not him, I’ll find out

say, “Since he said that he sent

and see if he

“Okay.”

added, “Actually,

cooking porridge when her hand froze

be backed up by a great

could go to a small country with her by sea, and nobody could find them. He didn’t need to take the risk of being discovered by you and continue to stay

Viola didn’t speak.

she meant. Since he

it carefully, she thought there were indeed many loopholes in the details of the

 it weren‘t him, then who

popped up

 the McGraw family

 if it‘s that person, when did he find out that I‘m still alive

 to get

 he trying to do

Viola was thinking about these, Toby

“Ms. Zumthor, the porridge!”

Well, what‘s wrong?

Zumthor,

smelled something burning. She reacted

bottom stuck to the

to investigate according to her instructions and then took a small bowl

that the door of Orlando’s room was not completely

open and enter when she saw him rolling up his trousers and applying medicine to his knees through

his entire knees and lower legs were covered with bruises. It could

the same time as her, his injuries were much more

since he signed the agreement with her, she couldn’t remember how many times he had knelt, voluntarily or being forced by her, and the injuries on his

that the fierce and arrogant man had

why didn’t she feel very

had done enough to make it up to

pushed open the

her, Orlando put down his trousers, covered himself with the quilt, and lay on

the chair next to his bed, holding a bowl of porridge and stirring it with a spoon

with burning eyes, feeling quite

with an expectant face, obediently

noticed his gaze but continued to blow the porridge